We All Can’t Be Born At The Same Time

Check your head. Don’t be so quick to jump all over something. And most of all, don’t judge.

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Don’t be so enthusiastic about romance. Men are from earth. Women are from earth too. The best part of your relationship was that time when you were wooing each other. You were both on your best behaviour. You hid all your darkness. You behaved. You did whatever you had to do to nurture and advance your relationship. And look at you now.

You fucked up. Slowly but surely the chinks in your armour began to show, and some point you decided it was ok to bleed. It’s never ok to bleed. Not if love in a conventional sense has something to say about it.

It’s time to stand down and be real.

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My Strat is out of the shop. I am thrilled to no end. I can’t stop playing it. I love this guitar like I’ve never loved another guitar. I’m not a fan of the Trem system however. I think I am going to block it. I loathe the idea of a guitar going completely out of tune because a string breaks. I would trade this sucker for a Tele. I don’t have my Firebird. I lost her. She’s gone and isn’t ever coming back. But I love her. It’s a love that will never go away.

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Adele fucking rocks. Deal.

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For now I’ll just kiss her finger. Don’t play with me, cuz you’re playing with fire.